Kat Dixon wrote this very insightful post yesterday over at YesYes on a movement of neo-dadaist writers. I have to admit, through all my studying of literature I had not yet come across the dadaist art movement so I decided to read about it. It’s definitely not something I would enjoy or agree with only because there is no focus or weight placed on well, anything really. It’s essentially non-meaningful. It gathers no true emotion. It has a jabberwocky feel to it. It’s hard for art to be, well, anti-art. I suppose it’s one of the reasons I’ve never liked things like sound poetry. This sort of writing plays against aesthetics, which I’m not totally against, but it pushes further to flip the switch on literary structure, foundation, etc. which I feel are important. I’m a modernist at heart, but I can’t get close to this dada thing.
Mathew Bowness had something interesting up over on his site on this concept, too. I thought it was pretty funny.
I’m really not sure about any of this. I just can’t make sense of it really and I know that is partially the point. What do you think?